Disclaimer, God theses are so lame, as if any of the books belong to me...
yes I'm J.K.Rowling and I've decided to write a fic about my own book
because I can't do it in the real one...whatever!
A/N: Anyway, I'd like to thank the people who have reviewed for me, I really appreciate it. I'm not gonna mention you all by name though, because then my a/n would be longer than my story. Sorry it's taken so long...well, hope ya enjoy it.
Chapter 3
Ginny shot a look of disgust at Draco Malfoy who was taunting a first year. She marched forward and grabbed his wand just before he jinxed the terrified boy in front of him. Draco turned to face her.
"What do you think your doing?" He said, trying to free his wand.
"Bully someone your own size, Malfoy." Ginny said coolly. The first year took this as an opportunity to scarper. Satisfied, Ginny let go of Malfoy's wand. Malfoy pocketed it and looked at Ginny.
"What's it to you, anyway?" Malfoy said, a look of contempt on his pale face. Ginny looked into his cold, green eyes and found herself lost in their depths. Forcing herself back to reality, she threw him a dirty look.
"Your bullying a first year, of course I was going to do something. You may think you own Hogwarts but you don't. Not now. Now everyone knows exactly who your precious dad is. Don't make the same mistake, Draco. You can do better." Ginny turned to leave.
"Yeah, well thanks for the tip, but I can make my own decisions." Malfoy retorted. Ginny looked back.
"Just make sure you make the right ones." She replied, and she walked away. Malfoy stared after her. When she disappeared around a corner he turned and hurried to the Slytherin common room.
In his dormitory, he sat on his bed and closed the green curtains. He ran his fingers through his white-blond hair. He couldn't. Not Ginny. She was a Weasley for crying out loud. And anyway, she was seeing Potter. And she hated him. It was only the other month that she'd cursed him with a Bat- Bogey Hex. Granted, he had been holding her and the other outcasts prisoner for Umbridge. He sighed and closed his eyes.
***
Ginny strode through the Gryffindor common room.
"Hey Ginny," Harry said. "You ok?"
"Not now Harry," she answered walking past him. She reached her dormitory and flopped onto her bed, closing the crimson curtains around her. A painful sob racked her body. Not now. Not him. She'd only just got Harry. She didn't need this. And Malfoy of all people! But she couldn't forget the feelings that she had had when she looked into his eyes a few minutes ago. But she had to. She wouldn't let this ruin her relationship with Harry. She was determined that that wouldn't happen. "Anyway," she reasoned, "Malfoy hates me. I'm wasting my feelings on him." Satisfied, she turned over and closed her eyes.
Ginny walked slowly down the stairs towards the Great Hall for breakfast. She stopped at the bottom. She didn't feel like seeing anyone this morning, especially Malfoy.
Suddenly, someone grabbed her arm. She tried to yell but a hand pressed over her mouth. The person took her to an empty classroom nearby. She heard the door shut and then she was released. She span round quickly and came face-to-face with Malfoy. Ginny gasped and headed for the door but Malfoy locked it as she touched the handle. Ginny turned to face him. He wasn't smiling. She realized that she had left her wand upstairs.
"What is this, Malfoy? Let me out!" She said.
"No," he replied.
"What? Just let me go," Ginny pleaded, pulling on the door handle.
"I said no."
"Why? What do you want?"
"You." Malfoy said calmly. Ginny was caught off guard. She stood facing him, her mouth hanging open in shock. Malfoy took a step towards her. Ginny found her voice.
"What do you mean?" She asked in a whisper, hardly daring to breathe as she waited for his answer. Malfoy took another step towards her.
"Didn't you feel it? Yesterday?" He said softly.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Ginny said nervously.
"Oh I think you do." Malfoy said. Closer. "I know that you felt it too, Ginny." That was the first time that he'd called her by her first name. He'd never realized how much it suited her. Never realized before now how pretty she was. She looked nervous now. She moved again to the door. "It's locked. Don't try to open it." He said. She turned again, her back against the door. He moved closer again. He could almost touch her now. He gazed into her eyes and was almost consumed by them and their deepness. He found what he was looking for. "It's in your eyes, Ginny. I can see it." He took the last step, covering the distance between them. He lifted his hand and ran his fingers gently through her hair, his pale skin contrasting the bright red of her silky locks. He traced her jaw line with a finger.
"Tell me," he whispered into her ear.
"Tell you what?" she whispered back.
"That you felt it too."
"I don't know what I felt, but for a moment I wanted you. More than anything."
"I want you too. I could tell you felt the same about me." Malfoy said, and he kissed her. A tingle shot up her spine and, for a moment, she kissed him back. Then she broke away.
"What's wrong?" He asked gently, putting his arm around her waist. She pulled away. "What is it?"
"Harry. I can't do this to him."
"Who says he has to find out." Malfoy asked.
"I can't do that! I can't two-time him. It's not fair!" Ginny retorted fiercely.
"So it means nothing to you? I mean nothing to you?" Malfoy asked angrily.
"I didn't say that." Ginny yelled, frustrated. Suddenly, the door burst open.
"What's going on?" asked Professor McGonagall, looking from Malfoy to Ginny.
"Sorry Professor. Malfoy had something private to tell me."
"Well don't use this room without permission again. Go on, get to class." She said impatiently. Malfoy shot a pleading look at Ginny on their way out. Ginny ignored him and walked off. Malfoy sighed as he watched her retreating back. He turned and headed back to the dungeon for double potions.
Well, what did you think? R&R please. Please, please, please...lol, I sound desperate!
A/N: Anyway, I'd like to thank the people who have reviewed for me, I really appreciate it. I'm not gonna mention you all by name though, because then my a/n would be longer than my story. Sorry it's taken so long...well, hope ya enjoy it.
Chapter 3
Ginny shot a look of disgust at Draco Malfoy who was taunting a first year. She marched forward and grabbed his wand just before he jinxed the terrified boy in front of him. Draco turned to face her.
"What do you think your doing?" He said, trying to free his wand.
"Bully someone your own size, Malfoy." Ginny said coolly. The first year took this as an opportunity to scarper. Satisfied, Ginny let go of Malfoy's wand. Malfoy pocketed it and looked at Ginny.
"What's it to you, anyway?" Malfoy said, a look of contempt on his pale face. Ginny looked into his cold, green eyes and found herself lost in their depths. Forcing herself back to reality, she threw him a dirty look.
"Your bullying a first year, of course I was going to do something. You may think you own Hogwarts but you don't. Not now. Now everyone knows exactly who your precious dad is. Don't make the same mistake, Draco. You can do better." Ginny turned to leave.
"Yeah, well thanks for the tip, but I can make my own decisions." Malfoy retorted. Ginny looked back.
"Just make sure you make the right ones." She replied, and she walked away. Malfoy stared after her. When she disappeared around a corner he turned and hurried to the Slytherin common room.
In his dormitory, he sat on his bed and closed the green curtains. He ran his fingers through his white-blond hair. He couldn't. Not Ginny. She was a Weasley for crying out loud. And anyway, she was seeing Potter. And she hated him. It was only the other month that she'd cursed him with a Bat- Bogey Hex. Granted, he had been holding her and the other outcasts prisoner for Umbridge. He sighed and closed his eyes.
***
Ginny strode through the Gryffindor common room.
"Hey Ginny," Harry said. "You ok?"
"Not now Harry," she answered walking past him. She reached her dormitory and flopped onto her bed, closing the crimson curtains around her. A painful sob racked her body. Not now. Not him. She'd only just got Harry. She didn't need this. And Malfoy of all people! But she couldn't forget the feelings that she had had when she looked into his eyes a few minutes ago. But she had to. She wouldn't let this ruin her relationship with Harry. She was determined that that wouldn't happen. "Anyway," she reasoned, "Malfoy hates me. I'm wasting my feelings on him." Satisfied, she turned over and closed her eyes.
Ginny walked slowly down the stairs towards the Great Hall for breakfast. She stopped at the bottom. She didn't feel like seeing anyone this morning, especially Malfoy.
Suddenly, someone grabbed her arm. She tried to yell but a hand pressed over her mouth. The person took her to an empty classroom nearby. She heard the door shut and then she was released. She span round quickly and came face-to-face with Malfoy. Ginny gasped and headed for the door but Malfoy locked it as she touched the handle. Ginny turned to face him. He wasn't smiling. She realized that she had left her wand upstairs.
"What is this, Malfoy? Let me out!" She said.
"No," he replied.
"What? Just let me go," Ginny pleaded, pulling on the door handle.
"I said no."
"Why? What do you want?"
"You." Malfoy said calmly. Ginny was caught off guard. She stood facing him, her mouth hanging open in shock. Malfoy took a step towards her. Ginny found her voice.
"What do you mean?" She asked in a whisper, hardly daring to breathe as she waited for his answer. Malfoy took another step towards her.
"Didn't you feel it? Yesterday?" He said softly.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Ginny said nervously.
"Oh I think you do." Malfoy said. Closer. "I know that you felt it too, Ginny." That was the first time that he'd called her by her first name. He'd never realized how much it suited her. Never realized before now how pretty she was. She looked nervous now. She moved again to the door. "It's locked. Don't try to open it." He said. She turned again, her back against the door. He moved closer again. He could almost touch her now. He gazed into her eyes and was almost consumed by them and their deepness. He found what he was looking for. "It's in your eyes, Ginny. I can see it." He took the last step, covering the distance between them. He lifted his hand and ran his fingers gently through her hair, his pale skin contrasting the bright red of her silky locks. He traced her jaw line with a finger.
"Tell me," he whispered into her ear.
"Tell you what?" she whispered back.
"That you felt it too."
"I don't know what I felt, but for a moment I wanted you. More than anything."
"I want you too. I could tell you felt the same about me." Malfoy said, and he kissed her. A tingle shot up her spine and, for a moment, she kissed him back. Then she broke away.
"What's wrong?" He asked gently, putting his arm around her waist. She pulled away. "What is it?"
"Harry. I can't do this to him."
"Who says he has to find out." Malfoy asked.
"I can't do that! I can't two-time him. It's not fair!" Ginny retorted fiercely.
"So it means nothing to you? I mean nothing to you?" Malfoy asked angrily.
"I didn't say that." Ginny yelled, frustrated. Suddenly, the door burst open.
"What's going on?" asked Professor McGonagall, looking from Malfoy to Ginny.
"Sorry Professor. Malfoy had something private to tell me."
"Well don't use this room without permission again. Go on, get to class." She said impatiently. Malfoy shot a pleading look at Ginny on their way out. Ginny ignored him and walked off. Malfoy sighed as he watched her retreating back. He turned and headed back to the dungeon for double potions.
Well, what did you think? R&R please. Please, please, please...lol, I sound desperate!